Though you move in right directions
Fate has tattered your defenses
Flee the cold and pace till morning
You're time's martyr, never knowing.
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the one
You've been made a flotsam on the
Violent sea, oh battered soul.
Happiness, it bends, then breaks
Baffling hardships color all your woes
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the one
The bully of humility has
Placed a target on your back.
Catches arrows, shot so soundly
From the archer dressed all in black.
You are the one, you are the one
You are the one, you are the one
Still you tread on...